kai edits

all i gave you is gone

(gifs are mine)

part 2/? (part one here)

warnings: none

summary: the reader and Robbie find themselves in an alternate land, in which they have taken over the bodies of their alter egos.

After Robbie had helped calm you down a little bit, the two of you went and followed the path that Felix had clearly made for the two of you. You were still following it, and neither of you had any clue where it would lead you.

“Are you sure we can trust that Felix guy?” you asked Robbie wearily. “We don’t even know where we are and that guy could be a murderer or something. I don’t want to hang out with murderers.”

“We’re on some island that we don’t know our way around, so we need all the help and guidance we can get. He clearly knows who we are, so we obviously we aren’t who we think we are,” Robbie paused, but continued to trudge down the pathway of dirt. “Apparently I know who he is too, or this Peter guy does, anyway. Besides, I don’t think this situation could get any worse.”

“Isn’t that sketchy to you?”

Robbie turned around with an eyebrow raised at you. “Isn’t it sketchy that we fell through the cafeteria doors and ended up here?”

“Touché. But don’t you think we should tell them that we aren’t from here? We aren’t gonna understand anything that they’re talking about.”

“I think that it’s best we play along,” he proposed. “I doubt that my burst of knowledge back there was my last. Same for you. Whoever we are… we might know more than we care to think.”

The two of you turned and continue to follow the path once again. You were nervous about the situation and the thought of being away from home scared you. Were you ever going to see your parents again? Did you leave without saying goodbye to any of your friends? What about your fish, Rainbow? Would anybody remember to feed him, or was he going to die because of your absence? These were all the things running through your mind in the midst of all of this.

Robbie, on the other hand, seemed a little… too comfortable. If you didn’t know any better, you would have said that he looked as if he knew where he was going. Every once in awhile he would stop looking at the line Felix had tracked through the dirt and simply lead us himself. That would last for around 15 seconds, and then he would go back to desperately looking at the ground for the tracks.

Suddenly, you bumped into him. He had stopped and was looking around like he felt something.

“You look like a squirrel sniffing for food.”

Robbie almost cracked a smile. “I can sense people. They’re close.”

“The sixth sense much?” you joked.

“Not dead people,” he retorted. “Living, breathing people. I can smell fire. They’re probably having a campfire. I think that’s where our path is leading to.”

“Felix mentioned something about a camp, didn’t he?”

“Exactly. I think we’re safe here.”

Felix had not lied to you. Within a minute of more walking, you saw a clearing and a fire through some trees. Around ten boys were surrounding the fire. They were cracking jokes, laughing, and they seemed to be enjoying themselves. Felix was nowhere to be seen.

You and Robbie decided to step through and act as casual as you could. The boys heard your footsteps and the second they laid eyes on both of you, they all fell silent and looked at their feet.

“Are we interrupting something?” Robbie asked them.

One of the boys, who didn’t look up to speak, replied, “No, sorry.”

“Hold on, I’m confused,” Robbie started. “None of you did anything wrong. Go back to enjoying yourselves, I have.. other business to attend to.”

The boys looked confused, but still complied and continued to do whatever it was they were doing before you guys came along.

“What was that all about?” you whispered.

He frowned, “they looked scared of me.”

When you looked up at him, he had a sad look on his face. You knew that he was sensitive to that stuff. Being as though he was not the best as making friends, you didn’t want to imagine what he was feeling when those young boys looked at him with fear in their eyes. 

Who was this Peter Pan guy? More importantly, what had he done to make those boys afraid of him?

“Y/N, come and sit with us!” one of the older boys yelled out to you, patting the empty spot next to him on the log that he sat on.

You eyed at Robbie and shrugged, waiting to see if he was going to let you go over with him. You quickly reminded him that he was the one who told you that you both needed to play along, and this was a way for you to do that. Eventually, he agreed and you walked over to the other boys with a smile on your face.

All the boys looked up at you with urgent looks on their faces. You had no idea what they were doing, but it looked like they were waiting for you to say something.

“So?” the boy with the curly dark brown prompted. “Did he hurt you?”

You shot him a confused look. “Did who hurt me?”

The young one who spoke to Robbie earlier said, “Pan.”

“You mean the boy standing alone over there?” you questioned, still feeling bad for abandoning him in a situation like this. “Of course not, why would he?”

“Did you hit your head or something? He’s a villain.

You had to bite your tongue to hold back your laughter. A guy with a face like that, a villain? Not a chance. But it would make sense if he was one, considering how this group of boys looked at him earlier. And they were worried that he hurt you. That pointed all signs to: yes, he is a villain.

But that wasn’t Peter Pan standing over there by that tree. That was Robbie Kay; he was the shy and quirky boy you had grown up with. That boy standing over there wasn’t a villain; he was your best friend. He might have been in the body of a villain, and maybe you were in the body of a lost, young girl. But neither of you would ever let that change anything.

“He’s no villain. He’s my best friend,” you blurted out.

All the boys fell silent in front of you. You never meant to say that. You never meant to break character. You also never expected for the boys to start laughing hysterically only moments later.

“That’s the best joke I’ve heard in years,” the older one piped out in the midst of his laughter. 

“Yeah, he hates your guts, Y/N!”

“Shut it, Baelfire! He doesn’t hate me that much,” you spat back at him - but it felt like it rolled off your tongue too easily. You began to worry and thought back on what Robbie had said about this earlier.

He was right. And this wasn’t good.

When you looked over at him again, you saw him chatting away with Felix. Thankfully, he still had that same look of confusion on his face - the same one from when you both first stood up on that beach earlier. 

How long had it been since then? Time seemed to just fade away as soon as you came here.

“Y/N, get over here,” Robbie called out to you in a commanding tone.

You stood up and walked over to him and Felix. In Robbie’s hands, he held a wooden crossbow. Then, he held it out to you and you gladly took it from his hands. 

“What’s this for?” you asked the two of them.

“Target practice.”

Your eyes widened at his words. “Target what?”

He cracked a smile and pointed over at the tree on the opposite side of the camp. On it was a painted on bullseye target. 

“No way you’re expecting me to hit that, Rob-” you stopped yourself. “I mean… Pan. There’s no way I can hit that target, Pan.”

“Sure you can!” he encouraged. “Trust yourself. Go on, shoot!”

You looked down at the crossbow and back up at Robbie for reassurance. When your eyes met, he nodded. The look of sympathy he held in his eyes when he looked at you was enough to tell you that it would be okay. Robbie wasn’t Pan, and he was no villain. He was just playing the part.

Instead of arguing, you faced the target. You brought the crossbow up to eye level to help you aim the arrow properly. All throughout gym and any camp that you went to as a child, you always avoided archery. Although this wasn’t technically the same type of item that you were holding, it was similar. It still scared you the same amount as archery did, because you knew if you messed up, someone would get hurt.

“Listen, I don’t know if I can do-”

You completely forgot that you held your finger over the notch to launch the arrow as you turned around to face Robbie. So right when you faced him, the arrow began to fly directly towards his chest. You watched as his face suddenly filled with panic, just as yours did. You squeezed your eyes shut to avoid seeing what you didn’t want to see. You both knew that there was no avoiding what was about to happen.

That was the case. Right up until you opened your eyes again and saw him holding the arrow right above his chest.

As all the boys bursted into cheers, you threw the empty crossbow on the ground and ran over to Robbie. He dropped the arrow and instantly embraced you in a hug.

“Holy shit,” you said to no one in particular.

“How the hell did I do that?” Robbie whispered into your ear.

You shrugged. “Must be a Pan thing? I got a burst of knowledge earlier too. My mind is telling me that I apparently know the names of all of your - or Pan’s - lost boys.”

The two of you pulled back from each other and looked around to see everyone giving you weird looks - again.

“Well you two certainly have gotten closer,” Felix stated.

“Yeah,” Robbie pondered, his eyes still locked on you. “Something like that.”